A few young men look at the man holding Nanzhi.

I saw that the man bit a cigar in his mouth, wore a black shirt on his body and three loose necklines. He could see the firm and clear texture, the sleeves were slightly rolled, the strong arms were exposed, the long sword eyebrows were slightly picked, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked up, which was like a smile rather than a smile, and he was arrogant.

Nanzhi is very close to musihan. It hardly needs to look back. It can be known by the smell of men.

"Who are you? What can I do for you? " The leading childe is furious.

Mursi cold pulled his lower lip, sneered, his voice was deep, sonorous and powerful. "It seems that I have drunk too much. I will wake up for you." Say, lift big long leg, kick to childe's abdomen.

Childe was kicked directly.

Seeing this, the other two young men waved their fists and attacked at mushihan.

Mushihan quickly hugged Nanzhi behind him and made a fist. Before they met him, they were beaten by his iron fist.

After the pain, I woke up most of the time.

Seeing the tall man who protected Nanzhi behind him, his features were cold, his eyes were cold, just like the Shura of hell, and he was cold, so it was not easy to provoke him at first sight.

They picked up the childe who was kicked to the ground by mushihan and couldn't stand up. After swearing at the bad luck, they ran away in a panic.

Nanzhi looks at the tall and cold back of the man in front of her. Her long lashes tremble and her face is slightly trance.

She really can't see through him. Since she is a stranger, why help her?

Or is he the same for every woman in trouble?

Nanzhi is wandering. The man in front of her suddenly looks back. Her face is cold and cold, as if she owed him tens of millions.

"Who told you to go out without pants?" He looked at her as if to devour her alive.

Nanzhi was shocked by his dark face and cold tone, and his subconscious body retreated to stay away from the dangerous area.

But the next second, his slender waist was buckled by his big palm.

The man involuntarily hugged her and re entered the elevator.

"Mushihan, what do you do?" Nanzhi struggles hard, but the strength of the man's hand is great. The more she struggles, the tighter he holds.

"Mushihan --"

his cold face interrupted her, "shut up!"

He forced her into his room.

After that night at the beach, when she came into contact with him, she would instinctively fear and shudder.

Fortunately, after he pushed her into the room, he let her go.

He found a shirt and trousers and said, "Amy hasn't worn them yet. You are about her height. You should be able to wear them."

Nanzhi, "..." How thin, cold and affectionate is he to let her wear his girlfriend's clothes?

"No, I have my own clothes."

The man glanced at her white legs, and her eyes were cold. "You don't wear pants when you have clothes?"

Nanzhi's face was red with anger. She lifted up her sweater and shouted at him with shame, "which eye did you see that I didn't wear pants? I am a rascal. I blame other girls. You are sick! "

Nanzhi opens the door to go out, but soon the door is closed again by a big palm.

Her slender body was turned around by the powerful man. Before she could speak, the handsome, cold and ferocious face of the man came back to her and said, "do you want to change it?"

He was very close to her, the high bridge of nose almost touched the tip of her nose, and the clear and manly breath came from her lips and nose.

Nanzhi's heart was quivering, and her chest was full of emotion. "I can't change it. Is it related to you Well. "

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